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Sept. 18, 2004 I see you... with your smiling face...your arms open as if inviting me to be embraced...I close my eyes trying not to run away...or to allow myself to fall into your arms...i'm afraid...afraid of you...afraid of you loving me...and I, you. I open my eyes... trying to blink away the tears...I've taught myself not to believe...not to believe in love...you reach out and touch my face, with your warm strong hands you cup my face...I flinch, you still cup my face and make my look into your eyes...they're filled with such love...my eyes were shrouded in want, yet afraid to want...a need...but a fear for need. I thought I could never give my whole world to one person...nobody could have it... because that person could be taken away...or even die like a candle blown out in the wind... because of this I've isolated myself... from everyone...I've probably hurt a lot of people...no...i did hurt a lot of people...just like I'd hurt him...I don't want to hurt him...I don't want to lose him...but I'm afraid of love...because I've never been in love...or been loved before...I'm alone...I've shut him out... because I was afraid...even I can't fool myself... I've let myself become cold...apathetic...cold...no emotion can ever get through to me now... ~enigma ------------ About the author Rachelle Ann Ramos: I'm attempting to be an author, at any age writing a book is an amazing feat. But I bet it's harder when your just a highschool freshmen. I have always dreamed about being an author of an inspiring book in which teenagers can relate to. I certainly hope I can get through this let alone highschool. Email: geminiprincess90@cs.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ |
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